She engulfs the head, barely managing to get the entire mushroom inside. Her tongue attacks the tip, furiously flicking away and pushing its way just ... bit inside the opening. Her right hand starts to stroke him from base up to her mouth. Her left hand continues cupping his balls, gently squeezing them in time with each stroke. Just as she tastes the first salty bit of pre-cum escaping from his cock, he gently pushes her head away. ‘Babe, if you keep doing that for just a bit longer, you’re. My body shaking wanting him so badly, skin on skin. He knows this, what he does to my body. Removing his one hand I arch my hips, my thong removed and replaced with his mouth. His tongue so warm teasing me. Moans come from him. "You taste so good. I've missed you." Trying to squirm, to move my hands, he does not. Keeping my hands pinned with his one as his mouth tortures me in pleasure. Orgasm after orgasm hits me. With a devilish smile he captures my lips tasting myself on his tongue on his. I coded a message to London and, on my way to my first visit of the day, left it at one of the drops. It contained the information regarding Martin’s arrest as well as the account of my recent conversation with Ilse. I was horrified when a German soldier called at the surgery, a large, open-topped Mercedes outside. “Nurse Lassainte?” “Yes.” “You are needed at the telephone exchange. Please come with me now.” “Why?” “I don’t know, I was simply told to bring you.” “I’ll go by bicycle, I have. I feel my dick hardening to the point of extreme pain as it aches for its own release. She sits up and pushes her tits towards me while pounding away at her pussy harder. Her round tits jiggle and bounce underneath her sexy face as her orgasm approaches. Her mouth hangs open and she screams in my face as her pussy leaks juice onto the couch. She leans back on the couch and uses one hand to fondle her tits while continue to push herself toward an earth-shattering orgasm. “Oh shit. Shit. Shit..